#crypticcandyman

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“You have the worst timing ever, d’you know that?” The Vigilante told them in a huff as she was still scrambling to clean up around herself in the hotel’s corridor.

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@crypticcandyman​ asked: (Canon scene meme) How'd the Doctor feel when he was elected as Lord President of Gallifrey?

TL;DR:

No but seriously:

I think all sorts of emotions ran through his mind. Consider that it wasn’t the first time he was offered the job - he actually became Lord President during his tenure as Four, and held the title for an unspecified period (although I think by the time he regenerates into Five, he isn’t anymore). 

Unlike Four, however, whose presence was always felt in a room and who, I think, had the potential to manage the position quite well despite his immature nature, Five is considerably different. While maintaining his confidence about him - albeit a quiet one - he seldom appreciates being the centre of everybody’s attention, and he knew that he was, above all else, a renegade traveller, and someone who would have been as suited to ruling Gallifrey as a cat is suited to water. He understood that accepting would have meant the end of his days in the TARDIS, and he was in no way prepared to sacrifice everything he had for a job that he didn’t want.

There is also the fact that The Doctor has suffered at the hands of the Time Lords - Two was essentially put on trial by them and “executed”, as well as exiled - and as much as Five is willing to be civil with them, he hasn’t forgotten what they did to him, as well as their inherently selfish and superior-thinking nature. Five is not one of them, and he is perfectly aware of that, and the last thing he wants is to place himself in a situation where he is given the opportunity to BECOME one of them.

Summary: Five reacted with a “fuck you and your stupid ideas, I’m off in the TARDIS.”

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crypticcandyman replied to your post “Me: “I know it’s an alt verse, but Young!Two’s personality is going to...”

Two's out here being horny on main.

Look main Two is a VIRGIN NERD, we know this.

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[liitlechocolatiier]

@crypticcandyman

“ i was thinking about that cheese thing you said, mr. Wonka -- maybe blueberry and cheese? i’ve heard that can be good! -- no pun about uh - stuff in the past, i mean - ”

[dcntsaygoood]

( @crypticcandyman​ )

bell on the door dings at the entrance of a stranger -- a tired stranger, who’s looking worst for ware. he heavily seats himself at one of the stools. was the stranger away this was a candy bar and not a liquor bar? who knows. perhaps its best if he hadn’t realized.

though, this question is soon answered.  “ what’s the strongest chocolate you got? ”  James sighs out, drumming his fingers somewhat anxiously on the counter top, stressed.

[willscandycorner]

"So long as they're not too negative," Will amended. "I hate to harm anyone, especially those who trust me enough to test what I've made." He paused to add a dash of another ingredient to his mixture, stirring it in as he turned back to his notebook. "Hmm... I haven't been paying as much attention to the order of ingredients as I probably should," he mused, picking up his pencil with his free hand and jotting the note down in the margins. "Any other valuable insight you care to share? Changes you would make to the process, perhaps?"

willscandycorner‌:

“It’s an idea I’ve been toying with lately; a sort of energy booster, for lack of a better term. Ideally you’d be able to eat just one of the chocolates and instantly be energized and in a better mood.” Will frowned slightly, giving a halfhearted stir to the mixture in front of him. “I just haven’t gotten it quite right yet. I keep ending up with… unintended consequences.” He paused for a moment, pushing his glasses up to rub over his eyes. “I know I’m close, but all I can really do is keep messing with the recipe until I happen to find what works. This experiment has been consuming most of my time lately, both within the normal workday and any free time I happen to have,” he finished with a soft chuckle.

“Unintended consequences are the spice of life.” Wonka replied with a chuckle, looking at Will’s notes. “These situations are difficult to make decisions in, of course. Your thought process is very similar to mine, but maybe…maybe if you were to change the measurements and order of ingredients slightly the result would be different.”

[an-artists-pash]

@crypticcandyman

"Now, I recently heard the composer by the name of Chopin once wrote 'I confide in the piano the things that I sometimes want to say to you.'"

Pashmina sighed, looking up from her sketch.

"How does someone come up with something so... romantic? It's nearly in the running with 'I loved her to the point of invention'! Is it something to do with a creative spirit? Do you imbue chocolates with things you can't bear to say out loud?" She paused, making long, sweeping strokes, fingertips black with charcoal. "It just... astounds me, what people can come up with. Not in a bad way, mind you, far from it, but... What is hiding in a creation, if you know what I mean?"

[willywonkatheories]

While Wonka is best known for his candy, he has many different side businesses. Not only does the factory produce candy, but also liquor and dairy products.(submitted by @crypticcandyman)

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crypticcandyman replied to your post “��”

I really enjoy seeing your writing. Your portrayals of both Doctors 2 and 5 are just amazing. In your writing you do so well to capture the speaking patterns of both, and that is a very admirable thing. Keep it up!

Willy Wonka has always been a favourite of mine and your portrayal of him is just wonderful, genuinely. 

Two still needs to fix the factory window and have his access to the Great Glass Elevator confiscated but that’s for another time.

Please do interact with Five whenever you want, he’s slightly more mature than Two, I promise.

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@crypticcandyman​ asked: Pop Quiz! [X]

Two has always taken his tea and coffee without sugar, but after the events of The Moonbase (in case you don’t know, a neurotropic virus was planted into the base’s sugar supply by the Cybermen) the idea of having either of them even a little sweet is just a big no for him.

He enjoys hot chocolate, though. Hot chocolate is one of his favourites.

[willscandycorner]

Will was a bit put off by the situation he found himself in, though he was doing his level best to hide it and appear relatively calm. "We've never met, if that's what you're asking," he answered after a pause. He knew before he had even started speaking, though, that it was almost definitely not the explanation the other man was looking for.

🤝? -@willscandycorner (p.s. I'm the anonymous Wonka that was lurking a few months ago, hello)

There was something about the man Wonka now found himself in front of. He was a new face, yet something about him was so…familiar, almost like looking in the mirror. His energy, the way he spoke, his attitude. The only difference was their faces. “D-do I…know you?” He asked the other, but in the back of his mind he knew full well what was going on. 

//Ah, yes! Hello again! I’ve been waiting to interact with you. @willscandycorner

[an-artists-pash]

"Tell me"

@crypticcandyman

If your muse snuck into my muse’s room. Mine would:

[x] Go back to sleep

[] Kick yours out

[] Cuddle with yours

[x] Be like “How in the world?”

[] Let yours sleep on the floor

[] Become angry

[x] Take the floor

If your muse kissed mine (or hugged, depending upon character/gender). Mine would:

[] Kiss or hug yours back

[] Smile and laugh

[x] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable

[] Push yours away

[x] Be shocked

[] Strike yours

If your muse asked mine to go out with yours for a day. Mine would say:

[] No

[x] Yes

[] Most certainly not.

[] Without hesitation.

My muse finds your muse’s physical appearance:

[x] Cute

[] Adorable

[x] Attractive

[x] Beautiful/Handsome

[] Okay

[] Ugly

[] Am not going to grace this with an answer

Your muse is to mine a:

[] Stranger

[x] Acquaintance

[x] Ally

[x] Friend

[] Lover

[] Rival

[] Enemy

My muse finds yours:

[] Pathetic

[] Of no consequence

[x] Intriguing

[] Frightening

[] Unsettling

[] Annoying

[] Infuriating

[x] Pleasant company

[x] Comforting

[]  Unable to be lived without

[x] Trustworthy

[an-artists-pash]

@crypticcandyman Would you ever?

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@crypticcandyman​ - continued from here.

The longer he stood there and listened to Wonka’s cross words on the matter, the more he felt as if he was a child being lectured by their parent as a result of their misbehaviour. It certainly didn’t help that Wonka was several inches taller - although that was an occurrence that had become increasingly common, a side effect of his only regeneration.

“Wrong buttons? It’s a wonder you can find the right button to press at all! There’s-there’s no organisation to them whatsoever!” He muttered irritably, gesturing wildly to the elevator as Wonka made his inspections, “I’m terribly sorry, dear chap, I really am, but I’ve never seen such a mess! You really ought to consider sorting them out a bit!”

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@crypticcandyman​ asked: when will you learn? when will you learn that your actionS HAVE CONSEQUENCES! [X]

“My dear Wonka, it’s no use blaming me!” He muttered irritably in response, huffing as he stomped his way out of the chocolatier’s glass elevator. After being politely refused the opportunity to pilot the rather unusual craft for himself, The Doctor had seized the chance to gain access to it nonetheless...only to unceremoniously hurtle it through one of the chocolate factory’s windows in the process.

Now, as he stood in the presence of his friend, who was understandably angry, he nevertheless sought to stand his ground.

“What’s the use of building such a machine if you don’t install simple controls, eh? That thing could have killed me!”